OK, this isn’t a real recipe, but laughter is good nutrition too, so I thought I’d share a quickie……
1977 – Mrs. Marshall’s third-grade class: I received my graded essay back with only three spelling mistakes (which was pretty good for me). As I turned the pages to see where I lost points… Oh wow – I realized Mrs. Marshall had actually made a mistake! One of the words she had marked with a big red check was definitely spelled correctly.
Just as I started to raise my hand to point this out, in an instant, my cheeks turned bright red, and the hand that was going up took a quick u-turn, returning promptly to my lap.
The sentence in question read something like… “The poor woman was having such a hard time, that she could barely make ends meat.”
My entire life (which I guess was only 8 years at that point) I thought that expression referred to someone who was so poor, that they couldn’t even afford the cheapest, peasant food – ends meat.
Of course, my teacher thought it was a spelling error. I’m sure I would have gotten my 2 points back if only I had the guts to tell her.
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